1954, Cumberland Gap, Kentucky: Children See Bigfoot Digging in Mud

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1954, Cumberland Gap, Kentucky: Children See Bigfoot Digging in Mud

Slim Ian and his two brothers, Mark and Dickey Ian, were playing around some trees in Cumberland Gap. Their parents were back near the car listening to the radio. The boys were throwing pine cones at each other and whipping each other with branches. Slim stopped short as the pine cone Dickey threw at him bounced off the back of his head. Instead of turning to fight, Slim just stood there as in a daze.

It was when Dickey and Mark ran up to Slim’s side that they understood Slim’s lack of reaction. About twenty five feet from where the brothers stood was a Bigfoot digging in the mud. The Bigfoot’s hands grabbed a huge pile of mud and then flung it into the air, high over the boys heads. Dickey, being the youngest, started to scream. The Bigfoot glanced over at the trio, which was enough to send all three brothers running away in tears.

When they arrived at the car, all three were out of breath, panting, and flushed. Their father laughed at them thinking they scared themselves somehow. It was only later that night that Dickey was able to tell his mother the tale of the digging monster. His two brothers would not talk about what they saw, so their mother assumed it was a backwoods hill person that scared her sons. And that just made her mad.

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1951, Whitman Lake, Alaska: Fisherman Pelted with Pine Cones

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1951, Whitman Lake, Alaska: Fisherman Pelted with Pine Cones

Ross Collins was fishing alone. He had caught many fish, but kept only a few.

Collins was gathering up his tackle, when he noticed a pine cone fall a few feet in front of him. He thought it odd, since the nearest pine tree was pretty far back along the trail he came in on.  But Collins knew sometimes things fall from the sky that have no business being in the air in the first place. So he paid it a little attention.

A few minutes later, as he bent over his tackle, he felt something pelt his back. He jerked upright just as the next pine cone landed on his gear.

For the next few minutes, pine cones rained down on Collins. Many of them landing directly on him, others missing him completely. When the barrage was over, he counted at least 35 pine cones.

When he told his friend about the hail of pine cones and detailed where he had been fishing. His friend informed him that spot was very close to a Bigfoot nest and there had been many, many strange sightings and other weird things happening around that spot.

Collins, not believing in Bigfoot, chalked it up to teenagers being bad kids.